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Drake to headline all three days of Wireless Festival 2025 in London
Drake will perform three unique headline sets at Wireless Festival 2025, marking his first UK shows in six years.
Feb 16, 2025 • 4:28 PM
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Oh, oh Oh-whoa, whoa What am I gonna do? Oh Oh no, no, no, oh, no, oh, no Oh, no I don't want you to know (know) That I been in my bed so cold And I been tryin' my best To not make it look like I care (I care, nah) Know it's pretty hard to tell (ah) I've been lookin' better every day that goes by I've been outside Drivin' fast in a nigga's passenger seat, bein' a princess Got my legs kicked up, I'm catchin' flights, but something's missin' So I keep my hand on my heart, baby 'Cause this done gone too far I know I need a fresh start, baby But by the end of the night, I'm dialin' 1-800-Heartbreak 'Cause the price to pay is guaranteed But you give my body what she needs, yeah, oh 1-800-Heartbreak Don't know how much more I can take I need you right here face-to-face (I need you right here face-to-face) I need you, baby I don't think I can hold it in, no more Just might end up foldin' in half I'm torn between my loneliness and hopefulness for you Hopin' we can work it out, but I don't know what to do Your mindset is set on tryin', but you can't seem to succeed I know that it's pretty hard to tell 'Cause I been lookin' better every day that goes by I been outside Drivin' fast in a nigga's passenger seat, bein' a princess Got my legs kicked up, I'm catchin' flights, but something's missin' So I keep my hand on my heart, baby 'Cause this done gone too far I know I need a fresh start, baby But by the end of the night, I'm dialin' 1-800-Heartbreak 'Cause the price to pay is guaranteed But you give my body what she needs, yeah, oh 1-800-Heartbreak Don't know how much more I can take I need you right here face to face (I need you, baby, I need you, babe) My fingers dial 1-800 (1-8) My fingers dial 1-800 My fingers dial 1-800 (oh yeah, baby, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, my fingers dial 1-800) Hello? Hello, my darlin', it's me again I'm crawlin' back drunk, you blocked my number So I called from my mother's phone, don't hang up I wonder if it's true what they say about every time that you lay up with someone new There's a trade-off, a piece of me that I lose In return, all I gained was another notch in the loop Belt comin' loose, I can't hold the weight up, so I dropped the ball The body count, two times the amount the mileage on the car Down on my luck, my heart 'bout heavy as my eyelids are It's been so long since I last did you wrong, did you forget? You cursed me out so bad, it felt like a spell from a witch I didn't wanna tell you the truth, 'cause if I did You'd prolly get some felons to shoot up my whip, so vindictive and sensitive I really wanna make amends But we've been goin' back and forth like tennis courts at Wimbledon I've been on my Adidas tip All day I dream about sex, I'm like a fiend for this Some therapy is what you suggest, and I agree with it But my shrink, she offered me cheeks, I end up beatin' it I'm not a demon, but I might be a piece of shit You tell me I need Jesus, so I text message my deaconess She sent back some freaky shit, pictures of her coochie lips I tell you this in confidence, don't ever rat me out You said this would come back to haunt me, is that what ghosting's all about? I was hopin' we could get back to our home and settle down But you was done playin' games, all my tokens have run out And you ain't gotta tell me nothin' new under the sun I know we had a moment, but it's done now Just know that you're the only thing that runs my mind, aw Fuck
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